The Works of Mrs. Elizabeth Rowe: Letters moral & entertaining, pt. 3. Devout exercises of the heart. Poems & translations by Mr. Thomas RoweJ. & A. Arch, 1796 |
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... lyre . Long fince Death ended the fair tyrant's reign ; Now not the ruins of her charms remain ; Devouring time has moulder'd all away , Nor left one atom of diftinguifh'd clay : Yet ftill the charmer in her verse shall live , And shall ...
... lyre . Long fince Death ended the fair tyrant's reign ; Now not the ruins of her charms remain ; Devouring time has moulder'd all away , Nor left one atom of diftinguifh'd clay : Yet ftill the charmer in her verse shall live , And shall ...
Page 281
... lyre what heav'nly numbers flow . Thou fcorn'ft with me those brutes , who rudely wife , The whole creation's fairest part defpife ; ( eyes : Thou too haft felt their pow'r , and own'd their conqu'ring Thou too , with me , wilt humble ...
... lyre what heav'nly numbers flow . Thou fcorn'ft with me those brutes , who rudely wife , The whole creation's fairest part defpife ; ( eyes : Thou too haft felt their pow'r , and own'd their conqu'ring Thou too , with me , wilt humble ...
Page 281
... lyre . Long fince Death ended the fair tyrant's reign ; Now not the ruins of her charms remain ; Devouring time has moulder'd all away , Nor left one atom of diftinguifh'd clay : Yet still the charmer in her verse shall live , And shall ...
... lyre . Long fince Death ended the fair tyrant's reign ; Now not the ruins of her charms remain ; Devouring time has moulder'd all away , Nor left one atom of diftinguifh'd clay : Yet still the charmer in her verse shall live , And shall ...
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... lyre so well , or strain'd a note fo high . I - ess than my charming numbers please The treach'rous † mufes of the feas ; Tho ' with an art unerring , they The lift'ning mariners betray : In vain before their eyes they view , Deluded ...
... lyre so well , or strain'd a note fo high . I - ess than my charming numbers please The treach'rous † mufes of the feas ; Tho ' with an art unerring , they The lift'ning mariners betray : In vain before their eyes they view , Deluded ...
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... lyre , Homer , the Grecian muse's fire , And the gay § Teian bard attend my lays ; And by their filence beft proclaim my praise . XI . My charming mufic can affuage The triple - headed monster's rage ; Gentle at my feet he lies , No ...
... lyre , Homer , the Grecian muse's fire , And the gay § Teian bard attend my lays ; And by their filence beft proclaim my praise . XI . My charming mufic can affuage The triple - headed monster's rage ; Gentle at my feet he lies , No ...
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abandon'd adore bard beauty bleffings bleft blessed breaſt inſpire bright cauſe celestial Charm ev'ry curft daring defires delight divine dreadful e'er earth ELIZABETH ROWE eternal ev'n eyes fair fate fave fhades fhall fhould fing finks fire fix'd fkies flain flame flaves foar foes foft fongs fons foon foul ftand fung fway fyren gentle Gideon fell glories glorious grace happy hear heart Heav'n heav'nly Heedlefs hell hope horror illuftrious immortal inchanting Jephtha joys laſt lays lefs lift'ning light loft looſe Lord lyre mighty mortal mufe muſt nobleft numbers o'er oppreft paffion Pindar pity pleaſe pleaſures praife praiſe pray'rs purſue rage raiſe rapture realms reign rifing ruin ſhall ſhe ſkies ſmile soul tender Thebes thee theme themſelves thine thoſe thou art thou hast thouſand thro thy love thy pow'r thy throne tranſports trembling triumph tyrant vaft verfe verſe Virtue's waſtes Whene'er whofe wild wretched Ye ministers
Popular passages
Page 157 - This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Page 157 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Page 77 - One shall say, I am the Lord's; and another shall call himself by the name of Jacob; and another shall subscribe with his hand unto the Lord, and surname himself by the name of Israel.
Page 157 - Come and hear, all ye that fear the Lord, and I will tell you what He has done for my soul ?
Page 157 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 117 - There, said they, is mount Zion, the heavenly Jerusalem, the innumerable company of Angels, and the Spirits of just men made perfect.
Page 153 - They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures. For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Page 77 - My God ! my chief delight ? Why are my thoughts no more, by day, — With thee, no more by night \ 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be, As I have tasted in thy love, — . As I have found in thee...
Page 77 - He is the Rock, his work is perfect: For all his ways are judgment: A God of truth and without iniquity, Just and right is he.
Page 89 - I WAITED patiently for the Lord ; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.